The Hero (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Mother, let us imagine we are travelling, and passing through astrange and dangerous country. You are riding in a palanquin and ...
Mother, let us imagine we are travelling, and passing through astrange and dangerous country. You are riding in a palanquin and ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know whatthe time is. There is no fun in ...
I long to go over there to the further bank of the river. Where those boats are tied to the bamboo ...
Ah, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and coveredyour sweet limbs with that little red tunic? You have ...
I am small because I am a little child. I shall be big when I amas old as my father ...
Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me- "We play from the time we wake till ...
If people came to know where my king's palace is, it would vanishinto the air. The walls are of white silver ...
Why do you sit there on the floor so quiet and silent, tell me,mother dear? The rain is coming in through ...
You say that father write a lot of books, but what he writes I don'tunderstand. He was reading to you all ...
If baby only wanted to, he could fly up to heaven this moment. It is not for nothing that he does ...
At dawn shey(1) departedMy mind tried to console me -" Everything is Maya(2)".Angrily I replied:"Here's this sewing box on the ...
It is time for me to go, mother; I am going. When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn you ...
Palm-tree: single-legged giant, topping other trees, peering at the firmament -It longs to pierce the black cloud-ceiling and fly away, away, if only it had ...
"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?" the baby askedits mother. She answered, half crying, half laughing, ...
The boat of the boatman Madhu is moored at the wharf of Rajgunj. It is uselessly laden with jute, and has ...
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.The infinite sky is motionless overheadAnd the restless water is boisterous.On the seashore ...
Imagine, mother, that you are to stay at home and I am to travelinto strange lands. Imagine that my boat is ...
SUPPOSING I became a champa flower, just for fun, and grew on a branch high up that tree, and shook ...
Mother, your baby is silly! She is so absurdly childish! She does not know the difference between the lights in thestreets ...
When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down. The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to ...
I paced alone on the road across the field while the sunset washiding its last gold like a miser. The daylight ...
The sleep that flits on baby's eyes-does anybody know from whereit comes? Yes, there is a rumour that it has ...
At midnight the would-be asceticannounced: "This is the time to give up myhome and seek for God. Ah, who hasheld me ...
If I were only a little puppy, not your baby, mother dear, wouldyou say "No" to me if I tried ...
I was not aware of the momentwhen I first crossed the threshold of this life.What was the power that made ...
In the beginning of time, there rose from the churning of God'sdream two women. One is the dancer at the ...
Mother, I do want to leave off my lessons now. I have been at mybook all the morning. You say it ...
Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it isbeyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed ...
Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neckwith my tears of sorrow.The stars have wrought their anklets ...
I long to go over there to the further bank of the river. Where those boats are tied to the ...
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